Steamworks And Boys

So, last night was a lot of fun.

Decided to go to steamworks, which was a good idea. Got there, got my room and then just went to go walk around and see who was there… Well, I didn’t get very far! I walked to the back dark room area and there was some guy getting fucked on the bench and there was another hot guy standing in the corner jerking off. I brushed past the guy in the corner to go watch the bench guy. Watched the bench guy for a min and then turned around to see what the corner guy was doing by this time he was getting sucked by some other guy and I thought to myself “damn, missed on that”. As I walk past the corner guy brushed up on me, so I start making out with him. Then he moves over and starts fucking the guy that was sucking him while I keep making out with him. Anyway, corner guy and I end up going back to my room and spending the next two hours fucking, making out, Going out to the dark room area and having him fuck me there. SUPER fucking hot. He was such a good kisser and he had such a nice dick.

We ended up exchanging phone numbers and he already had me saved in his phone! Which is awk. But we never met up for some reason. Probably distance which is typical. We’re going to hang out Thursday night.

Jay and James hung out with Charles last night. I want to ask them what they talked about, what they did, how he’s doing, etc etc. But I’m resisting. I don’t care. I am doing my own thing. Making my own life. Having my own fun. He’s in the past, rear view mirror baby. I am finding someone who cares about me.. eventually

Which brings me to the meat of the topic… I HAVE GUYS CHASING ME. I mean, I think. But there’s these guys who are interested in hanging out with me, who seem to want to chat with me. It’s a good feeling but at the same time, none of them are really that interesting to me. The ones that are interesting to me, I don’t think things would ever actually work with them. I am just focused on trying to build friendships with them, see where that takes me and be a happier more confident version of myself!

But it feels good to get those “Hey sexy” or “good morning” messages. Something I could never get Charles to give me.